Katrin Greene’s Smashed Potatoes 2018 03 27

Whew.  ROLLER COASTER!

So my furry princess that I’ve talked about a lot has been diagnosed with diabetes.  She’s lost, ohhh, about 3.5-4 lbs. since Christmas.  Kind of scary.  Good thing she had it to loose, or right now, I’m guessing she’d be at death’s door.

Tonight was her first insulin injection, at the vet’s.  I usually have a 3 days stomping sulk to deal with after she comes home from an appointment.  And hey, who actually likes getting shots?  But tonight?  Wowza.   It’s been about an hour since and we just LOVE everything!  Enough that she’s pushed her sister out of the way many times and decided to sit on sister’s favorite toy.  (Hey what can you expect from your siblings, right?)

If she’s taken to the medicine this well, I have high hopes for a decent, effective treatment.  It’ll be 6-8 weeks before she stabilizes, but I was afraid of so many complications, since my princess has other, minor, health issues.  The first few injections of insulin are the most worrisome and I am so grateful that I have a cautious vet.  Better than her sugar levels stay a little higher for the first few weeks than running the risk of a comatose kitty.

And, oddly enough, (I am relieved at this, too) if her sugar levels do ever drop that low, all I need to do is rub honey on her gums.  How cool is that?

 

So this past Friday, I actually left the house and went to a hockey game.  I’ve been fighting with the plumbing again, which, after I’m done, I usually wind up screaming WOOOO-HOOOO through the house.  Well, I went WOOOO-HOOOO during my annual hockey game Friday.  So cool.  I was so engrossed my sister actually snuck up on me, with my hot cocoa, and pretended to dump it over my head.  I didn’t even see her or hear the people behind me crack up.  While I feel bad for the player, I saw someone get a stick caught up under his helmet visor right before it flipped off and the guy got kicked in the head.  Fortunately not with someone’s blade.

Excuse me a moment.  Princess has decided to flirt for a bit.

4 goals to 1, my “team” winning.  At the end of the 3rd period, the competition actually let their goalie off the ice so they had 6 offensive players.  I don’t often get to see this.  Way cool, though I did feel bad for them.  While I do have a home team, I enjoy the game, whoever is winning.  And I sometimes wish that, no matter who scores a goal, all the whistles and bells go off, because, in hockey, that’s a tough task to accomplish.  So I celebrate all of them.  Even though I do prefer my home team to win.  And you know something?  Even if they don’t?  I’m almost as happy.

What amazes me is the footwork.  Partially since I have little balance myself.  Hey, I’m proud that I can walk in heels.  I’m hitting my 9th birthday  in three days after the drop dead line one of my doctor’s said I would be in a wheelchair for the rest of my life.  That’s definitely a freaking WOOOO-HOOOO, and I don’t care if I’m a bit wobbly in them sometimes.

So back to hockey and ice footwork.  Impressive, stupendous, striking, and fabulous.  And I don’t mean those who simply look like they are running on ice.  One of the players was riding the back of his blade, which would normally help slow someone down.  I don’t know how he did it or what the actual physics of this would be, but he sped up!  Looking as casual as he was simply gliding through a park.

I sort of lost my happy feeling when my washer decided to vomit again this weekend.  I spent Saturday and Sunday dealing with it.  But a definite WOOOO-HOOOO could be heard, outside, and startling my neighbors when I finally fixed it all.  It’s amazing how having a fresh, clean towel can make your day go much better.

What is the way most cool awesome thing this week, JANA FINISHED THE COVER FOR ASH!

I am drrrrrooooooling over her artwork.  As I’ve said recently, this was not a concept I came up with.  What she came up with made my original idea look drab and boring in my head.  All the elements of Ash right there on the cover.  I can not WAIT to go get this, even though with our mismatched schedules, I will have to wait for next week.  She sent me a textpic, and I have to say I screamed at the top of my lungs.  Waiting with crossed-toes in anticipation to get this out to all of you.

 

Have an awesome!

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